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Claire was wrapping up a training with another. The person had swung a sword towards her but dropping her spear she slid across the ground raising her leg up to kick their leg out from under them. She continued sliding before jumping up to her feet as they fell and then yielded. Sweat dripped down her face. She headed over to the bench after retrieving her spear and leaning it against the bench. She grabbed her water bottle and a towel to take a sip and wash her face.



She was to meet Esma for another training session. Aside from Jax, Esma seemed to one of her greater training partner. The two got along for the most part. Unlike Jax she didn't see lower cohorts as lesser. That was something she certainly was grateful for. That and she enjoyed having someone maybe better than herself. It pushed Claire to try harder.



She sat on the bench sharpening her dagger that had been sitting on her pelt as well as her spear. She wasn't entirely sure what Esma wanted to do for the training today so she figured she would just wait and see. She brushed the dirt out of her hair and off her shirt from sliding in the dirt. Wasn't always the greatest of options but Claire was fond of testing out the maneuver. Couldn't exactly use it on one of the training dummies. They didn't move like people did. Her blue gaze scanned the path leading up to where she stood. Esma should be around shortly but she didn't want to wait around all day. She probably could stretch or work on some maneuvers on her own if she wanted to.